The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, November 23, 1902, Page 10

10 THE SUNDAY CALL. 2 — e —— e , if your prop- exclaimed the clerk, angrily. ed ‘themselves to it. Magnus Derrick vou gement we will make. joined it, and Annixter. Again and again erty was safe, if He turned again to- Dyke recounted the matter, beginning murdered, if your ps?" inquired the other, “The rate is five cents,” declared the Dyke,” - d ared Dyke. with the good clerk. doggedly That's ail the arr: readiness to talk of his _“Well, that ruins me!” shouted Dyke. Take it or leave it. me who would lis. “Do you understand? I won't make fifty Genslinger, giving the ex-engineer his with the time when he was discharged ing. Easy sure of a bonanza . Make! Why, 1 will owe—I'll be— back. from the same corporation's service for abiding m t ruins me, do you understand? Dyke moved away and stood for a mo- refusing to accept an unfair wage, His sucl rot. Put sther raised & shoulder. ment in the center of the room, stgring voice quivered with . exasperation; his erated. “Ah, 1 “We don't force you to ship, You can at the figures on the envelope, heavy frame shook with rage; his eyes rum seller, ain't I like. The rate is five cents “I don’t sce,” he muttered, “just what were injected, bloodshot: his face flamied er, ain't 1? Im a hut—damn you, I'm under con- I'm going to do. No, I don't see what I'm vermilion, while his deep bass rumbled ain't 12 Wait till mine was a » make money in yaid off the mort- tract to deliver. What am I going to do? going to do at all.” throughout the running comments of his brought home to you e Why, vou told me-you promised me a Ruggies came in, bringing with him two auditors Iike the thunderous reverbera- sed to kiss sm: out two-cent rate.” other men in whom DyKe recognized dum- tion of diapason. - —killed by the t to boot, low “] don’t remember it,’ sa'd the clerk. my buvers of the Los Muertos and Os- _From all poinis of view, the story was me. . Then talk t ¥row anvthing about that. But terman ranchos. They brushed by him, discussed by those who listened to him, ‘e- T ¥paw that hops have gone jostling his elbow. and as he went out of now in the heat of exeitement, now calm- up. I know the German crop was a fail- the door he heard them exchange jovial ly, judicially. One verdiet, however, pre. you, Dyke, bla N charged employe walt till you see yo ng. after all ex- T ¢ clear big money, T v new there was bo: now the crop is con # New York wasn't greetin, with Delaney, Genslinger and valled. It was volced by Annixter: mother turne . L e wortl Hops have gone up S. Bchrman = “'You're stuck. You can roar till you're man forecle daisy. Chap in (o neari: a dollar. You don't suppose we Dyke went down the stairs to the street black in the face, but you can’t buek getting th {and at the don't know that. do you. Mr. Dyke?” ~ and proceeded onward aimlessly in the against the railroad. There's nothing to your Iitt {0 hang on, to “What's the price of hops got to do with direction of the Yosemite House, finger- be done.’” eat a lit six cents. but the you’ ing the yellow envelope and looking va- “You can shoot the ruffian, you can s od enough “It's got this to do with us returned cantly at the sidewalk. shoot 8. Behrman,” clamored one of the Afn't it bu ” the other with a sudden amggressiveness, There was a stoop to his massive shoul- group. ‘““Yes, gir; by the Lord. you can e . P: “that.the freight rate has g ne up to meet ' ders. His great arms dangled loosely at shoot him.” . have a lay-oft the price. We're not doing bus‘ness for his sides, the palms of his hands open. “Poor fool.” commented Annixter, turn- the littie tad our health My orders are to raise your _As he went along. a certain feeling of ing away. the ity te to five cents, and I think you are shame touched him. Surely his pred'ca- Nothing to be done. No, there was < P getting off easy.” men{ must be apparent to every passer- nothing to be done—not one thing. Dyke, —unt? e o e MO0 S . | Dyke started mn_blank aston'shment. by. No doubt. every one recognized the at last alone and driving his team out - e - g e o the moment the audac ty of the af- unsuccessful man in the very way he of town, turned the business confusedly - i d'to him. He slouched along. The young girls in lawns, over in his mind from end to end. Advice, right by hops < »nal application. muslins and garden bats, returning from suggestion, even offers of financial aid T know & go s plenty othe n. I set 'em e surprised It industry. here- pony of whi His frown ace was a bull-like, without win troubled he ce broad, shoulders The whole drama of rate leaped salient a of his mind. And t stance, an isolpted case at hand He happened others were 1th £ thi the street y, planting ncied that he d of more im- v N e was no ionger ye. He was his owner of lan enterprise. 2 had followed'no ck out unalded due sole- industry and counties of his engineer- nkled with vast eyes tw great shoul- 'L‘» footh! s jumper the monst t bionde magnitude in the who overlook d. Under howeve bed a and with gnothe feit that he made & ful of growing i b et ey He went away without a word. his head ins and garden bent, his c'utched tightly on the postoffice. He cork’ grips ; ars after him, won- cle. H's nat he was in a hlind demo: ch man, shrieking meter in the wihdow of At Los welry store warned him that time mixter. As I aee ed about and, cros driveway to I way to Ruggles’ the master ight as_well as conversation . and 8, W. Rail- AS he stood for a moment at the coun- e front of the wire partition, wait- make out the order ent at the depot, Dyke to see & famillar figure in t geles himself, by & g t of a middle aged ut stomach, which to time. As he g a remark to the Behrman. The nd poiitieal ma- the ex-engineer's eyes ever. His smooth- big and tremulous : the roll of fat . eprinkled with out with great- stomach, cov- stamp- horse- ar 1 enor- He wore his inevita- t of stiff brown straw, reflected the like a_helmet, »d Dyke could the clink of ch chain upon tion pearl, as his g for e Dike's affa’r. “T wonder what he wi'l do n served Ha t ind'gnation h attention. e representative Derrick’s league struggle tants with v, Dyke was T the wheat denunciati on and de n r, rancor There wes a s nothing more was to be —this_placid paused, looking thoughtfully on the By ground, In_silence bitter. Infl at tha er ruffed never excited, sure of his power, conscious thet back of him was the machine, the £ e cofter the wreck niting mil- he murmured; ‘‘good ai 1al; 2 vou peopie do next? upright. stru a colossal r basis of apply- n3 ho ous are you gu Behrman, who had the neat of the discus- forward. 1 influence, go perverted b to his ‘1 repeated Av score another tal m & Co." one a little longe He galloped away a'ong the lower road, fn the direction of Sahd, emerg- your turning swiftly ed ezch w rd of his ing from the g and eu- i on the calyptus about anchhouse and com- ing out upon 3 ot bear. the wheat land im stepped back a pace, in apparent & the leGgs of the nter to It s had- He feit himself grow ow W3 ° eart became a mere leaden road his chest. inert, refusing to ways o vererable a wl:ole affa'r, in all its Juan wa t before the eye of of the sun tion like the rapid unroiding of s earnings hop business of his. had borrowed money ain of ess—bor- flering his crop rity Once he tions, Behr- Not only would the our every morsel of his prof- ] take from him his would be left penni- eclose sort of pool, a' sor home at would Sttt LE mc d what Tt o he a? $h e d been th RS othes tecia the 1 tad? She, her had been planning to_educate 2 or all that year ambition for his lit- he met. All What a mark for had made of himself. The work- turned mer! What a target s—he who had fancied he could e, > " su us e railroad! He remembered he THE: HIGHWAYMAN'S : 7 & - bri dlant, allurin . saw once said the great trust had over- MOTHER,*** SLEPT THROUGH N : ) sweet s the 3 his lttle enterprise. disdaining to THE- STILLNESS OF THe AT tuesque r such small fry. He should have fgure. s n better than that How had he “DAY APTE&HOOH“‘ = t"r"‘““ l: " s - imagined the road would permit him = Z > bered the sm to make any mone: . of feminine da: Anger was not in him d " ) remarked about . of the blind, white-hot feet, the little steel b thoughts. At last h put al Y cupy In ‘that chaos of two ce You told vet; no rousing rath that leaps to the attack with prehensile. fingers observed t Dyke shot z of her low other g oA P ek, iy shoes, the knot of bia Bon she had n?fwir»dmr« ‘fn:‘duov\ merely crushed. the postoffice. their hands full of letters, had been showered upon him from all What was the use of going on? He was people only knew their strength. Oh, if begun to wear of late on the back of her You'll see I'm right. s ffipmmpm nfused. must surely see in him the type of the directions. Friends were not wanting who stuck. I could wake 'em up.. There's not only head, and he he her vo low pitched nan urmuw de to give place to a coat- failure, the bankrupt. i F 2 % s - velvety v and shook less man in a pink shirt who entered, car- Thee mfigq:fl; gits iy b fidbed heatedly presented to his consideration all The team he was driving had Shelgrim, but there's others. All the mag- velvety, a sw 2 rying in his hands an automatic door- up. By Dyke?” closing apparatus had came forward s politely with the en; nything 1 can do & huskines: om her chest manner of ingenious plans, wonderful de- once belonged to the Los Muertos nates, all the butcher God, no, it was not hig fault; he vices. They were worthless. The tentacle stables, and unguided as the horses were, suckers, by the tho de no mistake. - His energy, in- held fast. He was stuck. they took the country road toward Der- come, by God, it wil all ~the blood- that seemed to cc ds. Their day will than from her thro more ke ex had “done “Where doe i " : ) 4 The buckskin's hoofs clattered upon the ; Bimin‘;;‘ m,}‘» here does this go?” inquired the dustry and foresight had been sound. He By uegrees, as his wagon carried him rick's ranchhouse. Dyke, all abroad, was By now the ex-engineer and the bar- gravelly flats of Broderson's Creek un- Dyke sat down ? t oq¢ D12d Deen merely the object of a colossal fariher gut' into the country. and open UNAWATe of the fact till, drawn' by the keeper had retired o the saloon back of Seorceih @ ihe long. tresil nix is five cents” ¢ 4".0»“"« ”T'fl,";"m?“_ on a seat trick, a sordid injustice, a victim of the empty fields, his anger lapsed and the ®mell of waters his horses halted by the the grocery to talk over the details of mind went b to the sceme of the 5. Behrman, pausing railway car to 50’“5;‘65‘m“’ri’-‘;g‘}x&f”é‘éii‘ e lh? mons{erhuc“‘h; numbness of bewilderment returned. He (TOU8h in front of Caraher’s saloon. this new outrage. Dyke, still a little vious evening. when he had come Mr. Dyke, that’s right— QOn the back of a yellow envelope he made tentacles suddenly reaching up from be. SOUM not look one hour ahead into the . The ex-emglneer dismounted, looking dazed, sat down by one of the tables, pre- her at this place. FHe his teeth with nts. future; could formulate no plans even for 2bout him, realizing where he’'was. So occupled, saying but little, and Caraher anger and disappointm clerk brought forw. Y Sl ; - - much the worse; it did not matter. Now as a maftter of course set the whi - ~Bot Bedn able Yo U y wself with many errors. strangling him, sucking his blood. For a °%, » to go home by this route as to return on It happened that at this same m "thi rryin tion? W , 1 3 - o oment this marrying ne n Was it not Someriol B o s s z y e 8, . the in orses and stood at their heads, watchin, onneville, his pockets full SHom ‘any - othe 51 he kne that sl scription, “Su- scives in a long argument, gazing intently was immune from the power of the mons- fengung Supirs, Jus Sves Axed, SATIME 'thewt dunk. K et in &t e boas tnubugls'::ng' Dk tos ey She'had said soh. Dia er the hea “ v D . 39 s 2 i o am going to do.” the other side of the narrow pa Sabe? Ah, that was it. § s the head of “Mis- unwilling to guarantee it. unless a sign ruined in a brief Instant—he a veritable eSigned himself. What did he care? “TFONE D000 0q ot the door af his overneard the camecriiio e T N iy s T iy i g was put on the outside of the door, warn- glant. built of great sinews, powerful, i - 5 ac = : followlng rates for carriage of ing incomers that the door was self.clos- (e full tide of Tie maxBasd ey on ——p place, his red face, red beard and fam- and Caraher. The door was opem, He because of his money. His unconquera- t. Why had s stand? What was women, always set some yague figures with a stump of biue low, from out the dark beneath his feet, oy s rriage ; ng cravat standing sharply out from the caught every word distinetly. o son of the woman, his inna oo S § a0 28, Dyke: "take img. This sign would cost fitteen cents his health. ail his wits. How could he So great has been the de- | shadow of the doorway. He called a Wel- _“Tell us ali about it, Dyke.” urged Cara- Dictriat cr the. tominime. clement wanig ntil superseded by 5 later tariff Tooce *hEut you didn’t say now face his home? How could he tell mand for the first installment come to Dyke. her. " not be done away with. What fathom- quoted beyond Stockton are subject to wher the thior ooy anvthing about this his mother of this catastrophe? And Sid- of “The Octopus,” published in “Hello, captain.” For the fiftieth t'me Dyke $0ld the story. less duplicity was hers, that she could riers by water from that . s - . g | 9, that only a few copies of orm. “He used the same sable: In fact, was it believable? In the list that was printed below Dyke ey oecqolttEoa observ disappointment? How keep the tears from | that editiom remain. it yor Caraher,” he answered, each repetition, the. same. sontonecs, thn r he. firet tisne doube Acsailed. him. saw that the rate for hops between “th ‘l‘“jm-‘(? ~ nk.” observed the clerk, .out her eyes—how keep alive her confi- missed the firnt number of this “'Well,” continued the saloon-keeper, same words. In his mind it became set. Suppose Hi'ma was indeed all'that she Bonneville or Guadalajara and San Fran- the railroad you are golok (o work un . Hger pumoher faith in his resources? || greatstory BET dote me pns | Gomonk forward A BteD, CWhAYS K BOWE L aten o kit {0 any one who appesred tg be: Suppose it was Hot with cisco was five cents 3 e . o D ay Call of tha ate ut onc n_town?" ‘woul sten from now v DI his 0D/ F For a moment DYKe was confused. Then laoer /¢ ipcame In, accompanied by De- up in his heart. His fists gripped tight | or you will be too late. s Dyke told him. Caraher's red face sud- woek, year after year all the seot of his 1 wis b po et thiak 5f mraery b The railroad h als - h K y the late Franx Norris, nt in his eyes ghot from under his eye- two-cent rate. As soo h sue r 0 1l his calculatior Eid h , W € e of him— ' | movel. on of oaths. tariff—all the _traffic woull I imself up. Was he to . his Dttle iaventment be bl babrg.on Mooy Tine Duster had b sinacois oot staining the atreet with the blood sucked T¢ han Suatly been commider- | ©“And now IS your turn’’ he vocifer- mortgaged to §. Behrman eaiey me i La ens himself up. Was fe o be fooled freight rate of two cents a pownd. He LY ae .fimglsnt;rm:thlwggntlgg h;or\:g: lr%x;n 'tkl‘x: K:Lx:stf;lreége l%:o‘plfile ‘it Dyke ed u:el nAe-rel‘l npproner;"to the gt:d.t ““They al?ht -’Ilgr unrlly gxe G\;i a turn otfmthe hl'x;d--s!uck. cinched, and Buck Annixter, cfa:ty, hard-headed, a was under contract o deliver his crop. he had coms. to make Sresaperacnt amtr to “great American novel” ever Wheat growers, the rich men. By ., not one thing to be done.” man of affairs? Not mdch. Whateves € 14 nst draw : 2 old the tale of the tragedy, and to the written. they'll even pick the poor man's pocket. As he talked, he drank v ain th e ot aran bacK, (e Tew rate the railrosd in the matter of siock cars. Dext, and to fhe next. The affalr went It portrays life and soenen fn | Oh, they Il get their bellles full'some day. of Wwhisky, and the honest tase. the So He borehel Qulon Sane in this Baster. there catael o : be]co‘n G(.;‘enCet(; e four men was ami- from mouth to mouth, spreading with California more vividly than It can't last forever. They'll wake up ‘aboveboard fury of his mind coagulated, mind. But at this hour Annixter, for all “Why. what 80 you mean?” be burst aDvekensl %_e‘x e‘ll;l!e.fl b electrical swiftness, overpassing and run- any other book extant, the wrong kind of & man some morning, thickened and sunk to a dull, evil hatred, his resolutions, could no longer con{roj cents and I went ahead with my busi- sorbed only in his own distress, he ignored semite House he found his story 3 S Y Rk a {shea his giase; "TURE a disciple, replen- from the buckskin and led her to h ¥ . y await- No extra char: And b in on - - mess with that understanding. What do the editor and the cow-puncher. ing him. A group formed about him. In | menns you read the best movel | SRtk oF demamite 1n the others “Ha [*Rgd his slass. T Thh e e cowxal his you mean?’ [ “ g Do you blame us now?" he cried, “us heart was beating thick at the ver: - o Betmman and the clerk watched him I wo%s ofie bazarded, “how about this? his immediate vicinity business for the i of the day—FREE!! ] raised his clenched fists In the air. “So others, the reds? Ah, yes, it's all very tion of being near Hilma again. 1¢ wes I make out—"" instant was suspended. The group swell help me, God,” he cried, “when I think it well for your midai o - o P - = , God, 5 ¥ le clas E ing_dark, but covertly from the other side of the counter. ., " “We've told you what our rates are, Mr. ed. One after another of his friends add- J————————————————24 BHE e a0 D O T ko aration, T souls gaciciase to preach mod- growing dark, but of the e T